That toy that you got

From an old cereal box

Takes pride of place of my window ledge

Them pop cap guns

And your father's Bensons

Gonna make a man out of you some day

And ain't it funny how it's all worked out

You've got a job and a family now

And I'm singing these same old songs

In empty bars and cheap restaurants

But it feels like a matter of days

Since knock and run and all the games we played

Sitting on the rooftops after dark

Drinking in the sky and eating the stars

And then running home for tea

Of mash and gravy

The Shipping Forecast is on the radio

Mum's in a stress

Says she only does her best

But we don't appreciate where the money goes

Would you even recognise me now

I've lost love and I've fallen down

Felt the weight of the world on my shoulder

My young face got a little bit older

Had my heart been torn in two

Surely hope it doesn't happen to you

Since sitting on the rooftops after dark

Drinking in the sky and eating the stars

I won't tie my laces,

I won't brush my hair

I won't wear nice dresses on a Sunday

I say three Hail Mary's and I make my peace

With Friday night DJs down back alleys

Ain't it funny how it's all worked out

You've got a job and a family now

And I'm singing these same old songs

In empty bars and cheap restaurants

But it feels like a matter of days

Since knock and run and all the games we played

Sitting on the rooftops after dark

Drinking in the sky and eating the stars

And my heart been torn in two

Surely hope it doesn't happen to you

Sitting on the rooftops after dark

Drinking in the sky and eating the stars